On Saturday we went to a birthday party for Alan’s cousin. He turned one! They had one of those jumper houses with a slide. Ooooh fun (for me)! It’s the first time Isabelle’s been in a jumper house.

She wasn’t sure about it at first.

So we gave it a rest and let her try a lollipop from her favor bag. It was Isabelle’s first lollipop. She pulled it out and said “pop“. Where did she learn that word from? We don’t eat lollipops. I never taught her that word. She loved it. She slobbered all over it and got sticky drool all over her hands and down her shirt and then we took it away and she cried and whined.

She was fine after a bit. She saw the birthday boy after he woke up from his nap. “Baby!” she kept saying.

Since she was in a better mood we gave the jumper house another try. Oh my god she had so much fun. It started with Alan sliding down head first on his back with her. She laughed the whole way down. So then she wanted to do it again and again AND AGAIN. Sometimes she didn’t even want to wait and tried diving down herself. Or if I had her in my lap and wasn’t fast enough she’d try to push against me to make me slide down backwards. She didn’t want to stop even though by then it was dark and cold. It was so much fun. Dizzy lightheaded fun. Wish I had pictures but it was sooo dark and I was lightheaded and not thinking about pictures.

We finally got her inside with cake. She is my girl after all. And we’re not going to turn down cake, no we aren’t. I don’t think she had any real food at all at the party. Too much to look at and play with and who wants real food when there’s cake?